Sorry I haven't updated but since it's summer I figured I'd write something.

As we sat down at the table, we are served by our assigned avox's. "are you guys really together?" Haymitch asked. "Yes we're, we have been together for four years." Peeta replied. "I'm so sorry I guess the odds really weren't in your favor" Effie says with a sad sigh. I wasn't sure she was even capable of emotion; I guess it's just a front.

"We will find a way out of this together, or die trying." I tell them. Peeta wrapped me in his arms, I fell so much more safe with him. He whisper's in my ear I love you so much baby, " I love you too, we are forever" I replied I kissed him quickly on the lips.

"We will have to gain the support of the capital, convince them that we can have two victors if from the same district." Haymitch exclaimed. "And we won't have to fake being in love because we actually are!" Peeta added. "What talents do you guys have? Effie pipes in.

"I can hunt with a bow and arrow, clean kill through the eye. Peeta can throw up to five hundred pounds, and he works well with camouflage." I fill them in with are talents, we use to get through with everyday life. "We can work with that" Haymitch told us.

We fell in to a comfortable silence while we ate lunch, it's announced that we will be in the capital in a half hour. I'm nervous I don't take well to the fact that we will have to act like we like this even though we can be dead a week from now. What they do to us is truly sick.

"You guys will meet separately with your prep teams" Effie announced. Great I think to myself I'll have to face the crazy capital people all by myself without Peeta, I grab his hand so I can prepare for what's about to happen.

The people in the capital dye their hair and skin, carve and tattoo things on their body. Care so much about what they wear and eat, the latest gossip. It's sickening the people in the other districts are just fighting to survive every day, and still I'd never want to be like the people in the capital.

Before they take us to our prep teams, I give Peeta a passionate kiss on the lips, I whisper I love him. I meet my team that I will be working with the head designer is Cinna, he seems nice and warm. They strip me down, and put me in the shower. They wax all the hair off of me. They complain about how I'm so hairy.

One of them starts filing my nails, shampooing my hair. They cut off the shower and wrap me in a big fluffy towel. They sit me down in front of the mirror, they start working my hair into a delicate braid. They do my make-up and paint my nails; all I can really think about is Peeta. So I stay quiet and ignore everything they are saying to me. They have no clue how hard it is to live in the other districts.

End for today I'll write more soon. Lovers you guys.